Truancy

As close as they may seem to be to one another

every brother in the trio has a highly isolated
secret life. In public their triumvirate’s prevailed

despite the silent gales which separately assail
them: seek to breach the barriers of their inviolate
interiors – risking terrifying strife. One would like

to be a pornographic prison warden’s wife. The other
has a craving for – well, we had better not say more.
The last has privately amassed a vast erotic store

of Rastafarian folklore. These are just the easy things.
More queasy things might be divulged. The really
shameful sweetnesses which each indulges solo

in his room loom like the shadows of unfathomable
doom – or would, applying measures more than likely
held by you and me. Their sin: committing truancy:

abandoning the seamless fluency of the expected.
All that really interests is rejected. Unexpressed,
their hearts abate. Perhaps we can relate.






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